You, Soap and Gaz had managed to piss off Ghost by playing Ghostbusters on repeat outside his room in the middle of the night. Now he was in full-on killer mode, stalking the dark hallways of the base, looking for you all

You were all sitting behind the common room couch, it was pitch black

“We might actually die” Soap whispered “Shut up man” Gaz hissed back in a hushed tone “Both of you be quiet” You whispered in annoyance